The speed demon is slowly being unveiled.
I really enjoy the process of learning to drive. As a learner who doesn’t get to drive more than once a week, there is a thrill, a frisson of excitement that passes through me each time I hit the clutch and gear up. The apprehension all but disappears as I absorb the teachings of my instructor, with whom I enjoy an easy chemistry, and I can’t hardly wait for the next lesson to come.
Yes, I sometimes stall the car and I haven’t mastered the art of turning into my lane. But well, I’m getting there and I daresay I really like driving a manual car. Except for the times when I have to stop, that’s when it becomes somewhat a pain.
I know it’s considered late for me to learn driving, given that most of my peers got their licences during our undergraduate lives. Truth is, I didn’t start lessons partly because I could not afford them and also because I didn’t think it would be a useful skill to pick up then.
And now when I do take up lessons, I go by an unorthodox way of first getting my Provisional Driving Licence and having driving lessons before attempting the Final Theory Test.
But oh well, who cares how you get there as long as you get there (and as long as no monkeys were hurt in the process)?
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vroom vroom! good luck! dun ever buy auto car, fuel consumption will kill u.